Chapter 693 Throne

When Simak, who was covered in wounds, walked into the main control room under the protection of his men, he saw the figure sitting on the pile of corpses at first sight.

Black and yellow heavy armor was draped all over his body, and a single scarlet eye scanned everyone present.

His throne was made of corpses, and nearly a hundred strangers, either familiar or unfamiliar, were piled together in different forms of death.

Deathstroke was sitting on top of the pile of corpses, looking very comfortable.

"Elder Simak? I'm waiting for you. Please sit down."

A low voice sounded, echoing continuously in the dead hall, but there was an astonishing chill in the bright room, and a terrifying aura came from above the pile of corpses.

Simak looked at the other people in the hall. These elders who were familiar with him no longer looked as majestic as they did during the parliamentary discussions. Instead, they all had ashen faces and dull expressions.

Simak found his wife and children in a corner of the hall, where a woman in a black and green dress was stroking her hair and whispering to her.

He wanted to talk to his wife, but the woman just raised her head and glanced at him. The bone-chilling chill made him unable to move. It turned out that she was the source of the hypothermia in his soul.

Attilan has not experienced a war in millions of years, and this terrifying battlefield-like atmosphere seems to have awakened the fear lurking in his genes.

Su Ming nodded slightly towards Hela, bent down, rested the joints of his arms on his knees, and spoke condescendingly.

"Now, I declare that the first Attilan Congress will begin now."

"...."

There was deathly silence in the hall. Elders, look at me and I look at you.

They were indeed heading for the control room, but after arriving here, they found that it had been occupied by a monster known as an ordinary human being.

At the beginning, he said: ‘Surrender, you are surrounded by me’.

They thought it was a cold joke. How could two people surround hundreds of people? So they tried to seize the control room.

Then, it turns out that this human being is not talking empty words. He alone is enough to rival an army. He will have countless tentacles extending from his body, and these tentacles will also use strange weapons.

As soon as the flames spit out, several bright lines that looked like metal whips swept across, wiping out a large group of people in an instant.

But no, no matter how many people there are, the main control room is so big, and these two people are blocked in the door, can they still squeeze in?

All kinds of abilities were restrained by the opponent. No matter how strong the ability was, this human seemed to be sure that they couldn't use their full strength here, so they were all so aggrieved that they were about to cry.

They had no choice but to surrender.

Su Ming was also a little impatient, because these elders would definitely not come together. Instead, each of them would come with his subordinates and come as a faction unit. This drama was staged four times.

In the end, it was more effective to pile up all the corpses and sit on them to increase the deterrent effect. When Simak walked in, he was very calm after seeing such a scene.

"Clap your hands!"

Su Ming shouted suddenly.

The elders sitting around the long table shuddered and started clapping subconsciously. They didn't know what they meant by clapping their hands together, but it was best to do it.

Su Ming shook his head dissatisfied. The number of people was still too small, and the atmosphere in the venue was not warm at all.

Logically speaking, shouldn't the atmosphere of such a meeting related to Attilan's future be serious and lively? These people's applause is unprofessional and not sincere at all.

But it's okay.

"Now let's discuss how to defeat the capitulationists and eliminate the Kree Empire's Visitor Corps."

"Please wait a moment, this strong human..."

An alien elder with a horse's head stood up. He also wore a ring on his head indicating the identity of the tribal leader. He was originally a white horse, but now he has a piece of grassland on his head, which is black and blue caused by congestion. .

"Call me Deathstroke, this elder." Su Ming interrupted him.

"Deathstroke, why do we have to resist the Kree head-on? We live in the Nine Realms and can completely rely on Asgard..."

It's true that even a horse's mouth can't spit out ivory. Su Ming was too lazy to explain such clichés. He leaned on the soft belly of the corpse behind him and waved his hands casually.

"Hela, take Elder Xiu'er out to have a private chat and tell him why Asgard is unwilling to help."

"My name is not Xiu'er..."

But he didn't have the chance to finish his sentence. Hela grabbed Tanis to Su Ming's side, grabbed the horse-headed man's neck, and dragged him out of the door.

The horse-headed man's men also planned to intercept her, but the huge black spiral that appeared out of thin air swung left and right, and the smell of blood in the hall became much stronger, leaving only the sound of the door swinging.

"Everyone, please rest assured that Elder Xiu'er's life is safe, but he needs to understand that time is running out." Su Ming patted the corpse at his hand: "Next, we will continue to discuss the strategy of resisting the Kree."

"No, Deathstroke, we should wait. Attilan has great value. The Kree are just bluffing. They are reluctant to destroy us. We just need to wait."

A green-skinned congressman who looked a bit like a fat frog stood up. His eyes were full of determination, as if he was completely sure.

"Ah... Cloak, take this unique comrade to the ozone layer to get some oxygen and wake up." Su Ming held his chin and tapped his mask with his fingers.

"My name is not Duxiu...ah!!!"

A bolt of black lightning swept away the green elder at a speed that no one could see. Only his original chair was still in place, spinning rapidly.

"Creak..."

The atmosphere became even more terrifying, and the screams of the elders seemed to still linger in my ears.

Su Ming looked at the three elders left behind. They were the scientists who had landed on Earth, the current Speaker Blue Man who planned to abandon Attilan and flee, and Tanith's husband Simak, who advocated resistance to the end.

The three men glanced at each other secretly, exchanged hostile looks, and all shook their heads helplessly.

"Okay, let's continue. Speaker who plans to abandon Attilan, have you ever sent your men into human society?"

This blue-skinned man looks a bit like Yondu, Star-Lord's adoptive father, but his face is more gentle and decent, and he doesn't have bad teeth. However, both of them have high red dorsal fins on their heads, which looks a bit... Like fish.

"No, Attilan will not come into contact with humans. This violates Attilan's millions of years of law."

He replied dejectedly that he had never thought that his team was so vulnerable, and most of the people in the Throne of Bones were his men.

Was it true that Attilan had been away from the war for too long? Many people don't know how to use their powers to their fullest potential.

"Then you don't mind showing me your elite soldiers and generals on the terminal?" Su Ming asked him directly for the list. If there was that SSR colonel in it, he would detain the person.

In fact, after occupying the main control room, Tanith operated the host to retrieve demographic information under Hela's coercion.

The colonel's name may be fake, and his appearance may be fake, but his ability cannot be fake.

Su Ming was certain that the colonel's disappearance in front of him was due to the power of the space teleportation system. Based on this condition, he screened the list and quickly identified this person.

At present, it is just not certain which faction this false colonel belongs to during this civil strife, so he needs the lists in the hands of the elders to determine his current position.

"Impossible." The congressman shook his head: "Even if you kill me, I can't let humans control our list."

Su Ming nodded, the red light and electricity flickered, and a black tentacle lifted a crystal from behind him like magic.

"Let's talk about the terms. I will take out a person's file, and you will tell me if he is yours. After that, you hand over all the babies you snatched. I can let you go and exchange it for a Terrigen crystal. , I don’t care which corner of the universe you escape to.”

The Speaker is stuck in a long test. If there is no crystal, even if he escapes, there will be no way for his descendants to have superpowers.

Except for the Kree, crystals are only found here. They don't know where they originate in the depths of the universe.

If you hand over the baby now, you can let your followers have another baby in the future. As for the list, all you have to do is fake it...

At this moment, Deathstroke seemed to inadvertently say to Tanis beside him: "Your husband must have people with psychic abilities. Find a few of them to serve as lie detectors for me. I support you and your husband's position. This If the Speaker lies, even if he runs into the annihilation insect swarm, I can still catch him and kill him."

The Speaker's mind suddenly felt like a group of wild beasts were running through him. Yes, Deathstroke could be fooled, but there were also strangers over there.

His own ability is to control objects with his mind. He can lift dozens of tons of objects and swing them around, but he can't defend against psychic powers.

Although Attilan prohibits those with psychic powers from using their abilities at will, he is now ready to leave Attilan and has offended Simak to death. His strangers no longer care about the former Speaker.

Tanis pondered for a moment and looked at her husband, while Simak nodded slightly to her, his face serious.

If the current situation wasn't so weird, these people wouldn't be able to sit at the same table at all, and they would have been shooting each other with supernatural powers.

Tanis walked out of the door and ushered in several strange-looking strangers. There was even one without a skull, with his brain directly exposed and his eyes protruding like light bulbs. He looked very strong at first glance.

After all, they are both psychics, but Charles only lost his hair, while this one even lost his skull.

"Please help me see if our 'former' Speaker is lying." Simak immediately gave his orders to his men without Su Ming's instructions.

He also deliberately bitten the former Speaker to death.

Seeing that the preparations were complete, Su Ming stepped down from the throne, opened the terminal on the long table, and Tanis called up a file.

The Speaker felt reassured after seeing it, and even his blue skin couldn't cover his flush of excitement.

"This is not my person."